It was a dark room.
The sun was setting, but black things, such as the walnut wood table, the wallpaper, those books with black spines, and the portrait of the first president in a black suit, seed to be absorbing the morning sunlight.
Just like the portrait of the gentleman, an elderly man in a black suit, who was the 9th president, took a long inhale of the cigarette.
The white smoke that was exhaled looked like a snake slithering into the dark room.
"In the end, the student council has taken the first step."
Snap!
The president, out of habit, hit the cigarette butt on the ashtray to knock off the ashes, but continued to bang on the ashtray as if he was distracted.
Then the middle-aged female professor sitting at the opposite table sighed.
"As always, I have no choice but to leave everything to you. When have you ever heard anything from those high-ranking young nobles?"
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Even after hearing those words, the president didn't calm down; he continued to tap the cigarette butts on the tray.
The other three professors gathered in the room with a frown, as if the situation felt annoying to them.
"Then..."
Then the youngest professor in the room, who looked too young to be a professor, spoke with a somber look.
"This is a murder case. Even though the Aegis Academy has extraterritorial power determined by the royal decree, within it, the student council is known to hold amazing power, and this is an independent investigation, but is this acceptable though?"
The sound of the ashtray being hit made the entire hall go quiet.
" huh..."
The president mumbled like this felt cynical to him.
"Well, so things are acceptable."
It was an empty question. Because nothing felt acceptable.
The four adults sitting around the table ended their awkward eting and went back to their places.
Did I think the world was too easy?
I looked down at the two handcuffs that bound my wrists--- more specifically, the ones to hold criminals.
"Are you saying I'm going to be detained like this?"
"Yes."
"There is no solid evidence though?"
"I apologize."
The only weapon I had, a gun, had already been taken away, and all the cadets around were from the student council who were sure that I was the murderer.
"I am being imprisoned without going through any formal procedures."
"There is evidence and the situations too."
Anyways, it made no sense to arrest without a trial. I wasn't even sure, but it seed that the student council decided to use force on .
Which was why I decided not to back down.
"I request relief."
A look of confusion flashed on the cadets face.
The relief is a Right to Request Relief from the student council president, Machina Christie, if a cadet of the academy commits any cri that could be tried for outside the academy.
"That... outside the academy-"
"The chapel is a religious institute. In other words, it cannot be part of the academy."
"..."
Finding legal loopholes wasn't my best suit, but I thought it was worth pushing on.
And that decision seed to have worked.
Soone hurriedly approached and whispered sothing to the cadet who was in front of , and he eventually nodded.
"Follow ."
Fortunately, he was heading to the main building of the Black Lily Hall, as if the exchange had been aningful?
Did the policy of nurturing possible priests have an impact on the young cadets?
It felt a bit hard to believe, but even at this mont when the student council dragged a cadet who might be a criminal, the cadets of Black Lily Hall were calmly doing their training.
'I cannot get arrested like this.'
So out of habit, I tried checking for the gun on my chest, but after realizing that it had already been taken as evidence, I lowered my hands.
"This way."
The cadet holding the evidence bag led with a swift movent.
The main building of the Black Lily Hall had a more solemn feel than a warm, cozy one, despite the sunlight coming in.
The first thing that caught my eye was the flower bed, which was filled with black lilies with a faint tinge of red, blooming as if they had been dotted with blood, probably a symbolism of its na.
And around it, the , a sign of God made of wood, was decorated here and there.
---Praise loudly for the supre sacrifice, praise...
In the Black Lily Hall, the hymn of Aegis, the creator god of sacrifice, whose na in the academy is ,
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